
Yes, it’s all very overwhelming. The planes in the air. The snakes on the interweb. The Samuel L on the profanity tip. And if it seems to you that only one writer is writing about it here, well then, you’re pretty much right. And the funny thing is, that writer doesn’t even care about the movie.
But he does like paper planes, bitmappy clipart-type graphics, and the symbol of man’s inability to handle shame. Who doesn’t, right?
Lucky for us, apparently so does the Austin American Statesman. HELL YEAH!
So you can go make YOUR OWN airplane and put some snakes on it! Then you can Get Those Motherfuckin’ Snakes Off [your very own] Motherfuckin’ Plane! Just like in the movie! What could possibly be of deeper badassedness than that?
Nothing. Nothing at all. Ever.
Go make a plane! And then weep for the hobbling future of creative humanity.
Image Copyright New Line Cinema. SNAKE IN YO FAYYYYYCE!!




But... if you try and make the plane, it doesn't work. Meaning, it won't fly right side up.
Hey ... if there were motherfuckin' snakes on your motherfuckin' plane, you might fly upside down, too.
I haven't been this unexcited to see a movie since the 5th Police Academy.
I don't appreciate being told by the media that a film is a "cult classic" (AAS) before it's ever released.
If there is indeed anything wrong with that inspired-by-the-movie paper airplane, well, there's only one word: SHOCKER.
The movie? Saw it, and I must say that it's official: the internet's profoundly retarded. Like, "One Kid Left Behind", hopelessly retarded.
I blame Gore and his stupid tubes.
It's not a "cult classic." It's a motherfuckin' juggernaut.